Sorry it took long to update, I was gone camping for 3 days, and I've been thinking about what to put.

"Ah, Harry, glad you could join us." Dumbledore said, smiling.

He waved his wand, and a comfortable looking chair appeared next to Nico's.

Harry sat down, "Sir, but what are they doing here?" he asked, still confused.

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled, "But that is the question, what are Mr. Jackson and Di Angelo doing here, Harry?"

Percy and Nico sat there, watching this exchange in amusement.

"Ok." Harry said, completely confused. This was not the first time Harry was bewildered by the Headmaster.

Dumbledore gestured to Nico, "Please continue."

"I'm done, sir. But I was wondering, how many horcruxes are left?" Nico asked.

Dumbledore frowned, "I suppose-" he began.

"Wait, what? They know?" Harry interrupted, surprised.

Dumbledore nodded, "Yes, Harry, they do."

He turned to Nico and Percy, "Have you guys told Harry about it?"

Percy shook his head, "No, but we're planning on telling him soon. " He replied.

"Alright then, Mr. Jackson and Di Angelo, I suppose you two wouldn't mind going to bed, and leaving Harry for a private word with me?" he asked them.

Percy and Nico nodded, heading out the door.

Harry sat up, "Sir, I was just wondering, well,-" he began.

"Who are they?" Dumbledore interrupted, "That is something they will have to tell you, not me."

Harry, still determined to get some answers, pressed on more, "But sir, why are they here?" he asked, "I mean, they are the strangest people I've ever been around. They seem so powerful, and well, not wizard-like."

Dumbledore looked surprised, "Well, Harry, I'm surprised you don't know, since Mrs. Granger put that spell on Jackson, and he answered your question. HeHe He is here to protect you. Mr. Di Angelo is here to help him."

"From what?" Harry asked, confused.

Dumbledore leaned forward, "Harry, let me tell you what you need to know. I trust them greatly. They are not traitors, or Death Eaters, I can assure you that. Now, I ask you to never reveal their intentions of staying at Hogwarts."

Harry paused, "Even Ron or Hermione?"

Dumbledore laughed," You always end up telling them, don't you? Yes, suppose it's alright, just, once again, make sure they don't reveal this to anyone."

Harry nodded, "Alright, then."

"Alright, Harry, I think it's time for you to retire to bed." Dumbledore told him, "Good night, Harry."

"G'night, Professor Dumbledore." Harry replied, walking out of the door, and all the way back to the Gryffindor Tower, and into his dorm.

He found Ron, Percy, Nico, and Neville sleeping peacefully there.

Harry sighed as he lay down on his bed. He would have to tell Ron and Hermione tommorow.

Percy brushed his teeth, and threw on his clothes.

"Hey, Percy, Nico won't wake up." Harry told him, tapping him on the shoulder.

Percy walked over to him. "Hey, Nico, wake up, dude."

Nico rolled over, "Leave me alone, or you'll find yourself in the Underworld in a couple minutes." He mumbled, only loud enough for Percy to hear.

Percy turned around, "You go ahead." He called to Harry, motioning them to go on, "I'll wake him up."

"Alright." Harry said, walking out the door.

Percy surveyed Nico, "Do you really want me to take drastic measures?" he asked, smirking.

Nico groaned, rolling over again, "What drastic measures?" he mumbled, his eyes still shut.

Nico suddenly felt a douse of water go on him, he shot up. "What was that for?" Nico exclaimed.

Percy smirked, "C'mon, it's gonna be your first class, you have to get ready for breakfast."

"Well, I can't go to breakfast like this." Nico said, motioning over to his dripping body and bed.

Percy shrugged, and snapped his fingers.

Nico and his bed were immediately dry.

"Well, Nico, looks like you took a shower." Percy said, smiling mischeviously.

Nico gritted his teeth, "Why, you little…" And he began chasing Percy all the way until the Great Hall.

They sat down on their table, laughing hard, ignoring the curious stares directed at them.

"Ron." Harry whispered, gritting his teeth.

"What?" Ron asked, loudly, spitting food onto Harry's face.

Ron swallowed and waved his wand, all the food on his face disappeared, "Sorry, Harry." He said.

"It's alright." Harry whispered back, "Meet me in the kitchens, at lunch, along with Hermione. I need to tell you guys something."

Ron stared back at him, and then whispered something to Hermone.

She thought for a second, and then nodded for a second.

Ron leaned back towards Harry, "She says she'll come." He whispered.

Harry nodded his head, "Alright, it's time for class." He replied in a somewhat louder voice.

Percy walked with Nico in the hallway towards their class.

"So, where are we heading, Kelp Head?" Nico asked.

"History of Magic, it's really boring, the teacher is-" Percy paused, and his face lit up into a smile. "You'll see the teacher!" he said, gleefully, walking faster.

Mystified, Nico quickened his pace and fell into aside with Percy.

Percy opened the door, and Nico walked in. The whole class was already there.

"Mr. Jackson and Mr.-" Binns's face paled. "D-Di Angelo?"

The class surveyed this with interest.

"A ghost, teaching Hogwarts? How ironic, weird enough to see ghosts in Hogwarts, but one, such as yourself, teaching?" Nico said, laughing.

Hermione gasped, how could someone speak to a teacher like that?

"O-of course, sorry, Mr. Di Angelo." He stammered, "please take a seat."

Nico, smirking, sat down in the back next to Percy.

"What was that all about?" whispered Percy.

"Tell you later." Nico whispered.

Percy stifled a huge yawn, laid his head on his desk, and soon fell fast asleep, just like the rest of the class.

Nico was shaken awake by Percy, and the two wandered in the halls at their free period, not really thinking about it.

"So, Percy, when do you think we should tell Harry Potter?" Nico asked.

Percy frowned, "Soon, I guess, but I have this feeling, that something bad's going to happen." He said, shaking his head.

"Well, we are gonna have to go to war with Voldemort soon." Nico remarked.

"Yeah." Percy replied, shaking off his paranoid thoughts.

Nico looked around, "Listen, Percy, " he said in a low, urgent voice, leaning closer to him, "Harry Potter, I can sense it, he's-" before he could finish, he bumped into a portrait of fruit.

Percy helped Nico up, "Dude, you have to see where you're going." Percy said, laughing.

Nico scratched his head, "What was I gonna say again?"

"You were going to say something about Harry Potter, the savior of the wizarding world." A voice told them.

They looked at where the voice was coming from. The pear, from the portrait of fruit was talking to them.

"Say, what's in that room?" asked, Percy, curiously.

"That, is top secret information." The pear said, "Very few students know about it."

"Just let us in." Nico said, bored.

"Never." The pear said.

Nico went forward," I'm going to punish you, worse than death." Nico said, a smile creeping onto his face, "Tickle time."

Percy sighed. This was the immature side of Nico, the 13 year old. "Nico-" he began, but he stopped himself, when the door opened, to his amazement.

Nico smiled smugly, "Told you so, Perce."

But Percy paid no attention to him, he gasped, "What the…"

In front of them was a huge room, filled with house elves cooking.

One came up to them, "Dobby, reporting for service. How may Dobby help you kind sirs?" Dobby asked them, smiling.

Percy was about to say nothing was needed, but Nico cut in, "One huge turkey, a boatload of gravy, and some eclairs for desert. Get it right now." He said, snapping his fingers.

In about a minute, an elf appeared, a plate on his head, one huge turkey, and a boatload of gravy.

He set it down on the table, and put some eclairs around it.

Nico looked at in amazement, and then began stuffing his face.

Percy took an éclair, and was about to eat it, when he thought of an idea. "Hey, can an elf come here?" he called out.

"Yes sir?" An elf came rushing to him.

"Can you bring some blue eclairs to me?" Percy asked.

The elf thought about it for a moment, and then in a blur, rushed back, and rushed back, with five blue eclairs in his hands.

He set them down.

Percy took one, and took a cautious bite. Perfect.

Nico removed his face from the turkey, his face covered in gravy, "This stuff is good." He remarked.

Percy chuckled, "Dude, you know it's lunch right now, right?"

Nico shrugged, "I'll gladly miss it for this." And he began stuffing his face into the turkey.

And then, all of a sudden, to Nico's chagrin, the three "Golden Stalkers", as Percy called them, opened the door.

"What?" Ron exclaimed, "Are they doing here?!"

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